Heroine: The beginning starts with gambling on the wife with two hundred kilograms of rubbish

When Song Tingran came to the front again, magistrate Ding and Lu Sanhao from the government office happened to be here.

According to their footsteps, they came very quickly, and they definitely didn't set out from Ping'an Town.

Magistrate Ding and Lu Sanhao seemed to want to greet Chen Xiangyin, but she coughed and looked normal, but in fact it was to hide her identity and not want so many people to know.

Magistrate Ding and Lu Sanhao naturally understood, changed their tone, and listened to Chen Xiangyin's investigation results.

Magistrate Ding said to the cloaked girl: "Master Chengding donates money to poor places every year, using the name of Jinming Temple. Some time ago, Mr. Chen discovered the problem, and we have been investigating it secretly. If you tell the truth, maybe you can help our government office."

The cloaked girl looked up at Magistrate Ding and then at the others, obviously still distrustful.

Song Tingran saluted, said hello, and said, "Do you still remember me? We exchanged a few words."

"do not know."

The cloaked girl spoke firmly, as if she didn't want to have anything to do with anyone.

"Magistrate Ding is a very good magistrate. He is honest and never shows favoritism. If you have any grievances, you can tell her and she will help you."

With Song Tingran taking the lead, other pilgrims also spoke well of Magistrate Ding. Finally, the cloaked girl was shaken.

"I really hate Master Chengding, because he prescribed medicine for me, saying that I could have a girl, but it turned out that my husbands became like that. Today is the day I want to take action, but when I arrive, , the person is already dead.”

"what?!"

Everyone present was surprised. If the cloaked girl was not lying, the Jinming Temple was surrounded and the murderer was at the scene.

Li Yanli was almost scared to death. She knelt on the ground and kept trembling.

"My lord, my lord, you believe me. What I tell is the truth. I just want to cure my husband's illness at home and pay compensation. I really don't dare to commit murder."

Although Song Tingran has no friendship with Li Yanli, previous events can also show that this Li Yanli is not an independent person. She came to Jinming Temple to cause trouble, which is not her personal style.

"Magistrate Ding, Master Lu, I have a few words to ask Li Yanli. I don't know if it's convenient."

This case is originally a matter for the government, but if ordinary people have clues, they can tell it, so Magistrate Ding directly agreed.

The abbot looked at Song Tingran and fiddled with the beads in his hand, wondering what he was thinking about.

"Li Yanli, who gave you the idea to cause trouble?"

"Well, this...this...no one instigated it, it was my own idea."

Li Yanli obviously has a guilty conscience and poor psychological quality, which has not changed at all from before.

"You have been sold, and you are still counting money for others. Do you know that you are causing trouble in Jinming Temple with a knife today? Even if the murder case is found out and you are cleared, you will be detained for at least a month."

This month was made up by Song Tingran. She didn't know how long she would be detained for making trouble with a knife. She was trying to deceive Li Yanli. She glanced at Magistrate Ding and winked.

Magistrate Ding understood and said: "This is true, I will go to jail."

She didn't say how long it would take, but remained as rigorous as ever. Looking at Li Yanli's reaction, she looked at Song Tingran with admiration.

In the past, I only knew that she had a say in farming, but I didn't expect that she was also talented in solving crimes.

"I said, I said, even if a person came to me and told me that she was also a victim, and as long as the commotion was too big, she would get compensation from Master Chengding. I was really desperate, and the people in my family were still waiting for help. Money, I just got the courage to come here."

Song Tingran remembered the haunted incident last night and asked in pursuit of victory: "When did you come to Jinming Temple?"

"I came early this morning, but Ping'an Town is quite far away from here. I also came a day early. The person told me that there will be a lot of pilgrims today, so if I come to cause trouble today, I can get twice the result with half the effort."

That's pretty much what Song Tingran wanted to ask. From the looks of it, the female ghost last night was not Li Yanli.

Magistrate Ding: "What does the person you said was looking for you look like?"

"Sir, she was covered up and dressed in black. She only appeared late at night. I really couldn't see clearly. I just remembered that there was a kind of fragrance on her body. I never knew what it was. I didn't know it until I came today. Just like The smell above the main hall is almost the same."

Magistrate Ding, Lu Sanhao, and Chen Xiangyin looked at each other, which could completely prove that the person who secretly induced Li Yanli to cause trouble was someone from Jinming Temple.

Magistrate Ding asked the abbot to help call all the monks in the temple and conduct inquiries to see who was not in the temple at night during this period.

"Sir, I stayed at Jinming Temple last night. I seemed to hear someone crying at night. It was very miserable. Then I met Master Chengding who came to the guest room to check. I even talked to him for a few words. I don't know if this is a kind of... clue."

"Ah."

Lu Sanhao asked other pilgrims, and they all agreed. They all heard voices last night and then saw Master Chengding.

The monks gathered together at this moment and were introduced by the host.

Chen Xiangyin's men came in from the door of the hall, carrying a male doll in their hands. He looked about three years old. The close-fitting monk's robe seemed to be tailor-made, but it was dirty.

He was thrown to the ground, but he didn't cry. He got up and stood there, clenching his fists with his two little hands.

Chen Xiangyin squinted her eyes and asked, "Host, what's going on?"

"Replying to Mr. Chen, this poor monk picked it up at the foot of the mountain before. He was given the Buddhist name Jin Cheng. Seeing that he had Buddha nature, he took him in and kept him by his side."

Jin Cheng was like a little adult and did not ask for courtesy. Instead, he looked straight at Chen Xiangyin and the others.

"Host, you said that this child has been raised by your side, but it seems that he is not familiar with you."

When Song Tingran asked, Master Jin Cheng's eyes lit up. The abbot took two steps forward and took his arm.

"This child has not been able to speak since he was a child. Something like this happened today and he may have been frightened."

Young master Jincheng shook his hand vigorously, but because he was small and had little strength, he couldn't shake it away at all, so he bit the abbot's hand. This was something no one expected.

Immediately, other monks came to pull the little master Jincheng. He suddenly cried, got out of the gap, and hit the big pillar in front of him.

The incident happened suddenly, just when little master Jin Cheng was about to hit him, Changyuqiao's newborn baby girl burst into tears and a little sticky saliva flowed from her mouth.

This cry was translucent and clear. It was a very transparent cry in this hall.

Changyuqiao and the others also walked forward with their children in their arms, really worried about their wives.